2008-08-21 
 

max meets big brother

I have a good friend named Max. He comes in handy whenever a company is offering up a free sample or there's a website newsletter I'd like to receive, but I'm afraid of them selling my address and/or email. This helps me to sort unwanted junk mail of both the snail and "e" varieties directly into the recycle bin. The one thing I never do is hook up any real phone number to his name. If it's required by the company forms I'll either use the sitcom number of 555-1212 or decide to look elsewhere for amusements. Marketing phone calls are one of life's more annoying obstacles and I try to avoid them when possible.

Today I signed Max up for a free sample of cologne using the sitcom number. (I really wanted to smell purdy.) Within 5 minutes there was an automated call to the house looking for Max, which means that the evil company must've connected the address I gave to the actual phone number and just ignored the other. Within the hour, two other companies had called. Modern technology, both frightening AND annoying.

Labels: dose of mikey, max

* posted by me at 11:49 AM

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